Lil Bitch

(M1onthebeat)

(Hazard)

Talk shit and you know you ain't 'bout it (Yeah)

And my hair costs more than your outfit (Okay)

And you say that your pussy's on fleek

But you can't keep your man for a week, so I doubt it (No way, no way)

All that boss girl shit, you ain't 'bout it (Yeah)

That's why you dick ride where the clout is (Yeah)

On your Instagram pouting

But I bet you can't put your money where your mouth is

Nah, nah, nah

It's a shame when your man don't give you brain

Me and you are not the same

I'm getting top up in the Range (Lil bitch, lil bitch)

Yeah, I stumbled 'cross some change

Every day I look like money, everybody's acting strange (Yeah, yeah)

'Cause I don't care (Nah)

And the game's all mine and there's no shares (No way)

I'm the queen for the throne, get your own chair (Yeah)

I ain't going nowhere 'cause I'm home here (Ah)

Lil bitch (Lil bitch)

How you like that? (Ah)

When the kitty's so tight he gotta call back (Ay)

When the booty's so big make him backtrack (Ha)

Gotta a **** begging on his knees for this fat cat (Ha)

See, I came in the game and you ain't been the same

Couple chicks on my name but I swear they give me fame

Stay off my dick, stay in your lane

Bitches is pressed, oh what a shame (Uh, yeah)

And it's always the man with the wickedest chat

See them in the flesh and they ain't on that

**** always claim that they getting in stacks

Went to finesse him but he never had jack

Jack, jack, jack, jack

It's a shame when your man don't give you brain

Me and you are not the same

I'm getting top up in the Range (Lil bitch, lil bitch)

Yeah, I stumbled 'cross some change

Every day I look like money, everybody's acting strange (Yeah, yeah)

Liar

Say you got smoke, can't see no fire

Pockets on broke with Gucci attire

That's baby drip, there's hope for a trier

Lil bitch boy

Couldn't be the man with half a brick, boy (Okay)

And they don't know you on the strip

See shells start fly, best go for your stick (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)

See, I've always been a little terror

Name a bitch badder then me in my era

Penthouse views overseas for the dinner

Pussy on his plate, yo, fam, keep your chin up (Hahaha)

Come five times in his mouth, then I bill up

Brain game's wack if he's done and I'm still up (Uh)

Gang gang, work on your tongue, get your skill up

Somethin' so sweet, pussy juice on syrup

It's a shame when your man don't give you brain

Me and you are not the same

I'm getting top up in the Range (Lil bitch, lil bitch)

Yeah, I stumbled 'cross some change

Every day I look like money, everybody's acting strange (Yeah, yeah)

Sweet like honeydew (Yeah)

Make a bad bitch badder what the money do

And it's bands on bands when I'm coming through

And it's gang on gang when I'm coming too

And it's plaques on plaques when I'm coming up

You know I ain't really with the funny stuff

Talk shit, fat bitch, get your tummy tucked

Black whips and sticks when we're running up

(Ah ah ah ah ah)

(Lil bitch, lil bitch)

(Ah ah ah ah ah)

(Yeah yeah yeah)

(Lil bitch, lil bitch)

(Yeah yeah)

(Lil bitch)